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one of her ringed nipples, their glowing skulls almost identical against the alabaster paleness of her breasts. Their cocks throbbed against her thighs, beckoning her hands. One cock wore the PA ring and frenum ladder that were her gifts. The other felt firm though naked but for a thick cock ring. When she stroked their ball sacs, she felt the base of a butt plug in Antonio’s ass—a plug not unlike the one she’d been wearing since her mating ceremony the night before.
    Four hands stroked her, caressing her in all her most sensitive places. Twenty strong fingers applied the lightest of pressure to the erogenous zones on her skull and throat, her earlobes and her aching nipples. They used their fingers to tug gently on her nipple rings while she played with the ring in her mate’s hot cock and ran her fingers along the unadorned shaft that belonged to his slave.
    The slick lubrication at the tips of their twin erections dampened her fingers. That made her aware of her own wetness, her own heat. “Take me, please,” she said, her words little more than a pitiful whimper.
    “In our own good time.” Romulus’ voice poured over her, dark and molten in its intensity. The heat of two magnificent male bodies seared her. She wanted to drag Romulus over her, take his thick, long cock in her aching cunt. “You must learn patience. Imagine yourself suspended on the fucking platform, with me fucking your cunt or ass while Antonio fucks your mouth. Imagine us both moving in you with perfect rhythm, using our hands and mouths to stimulate you as you’ve never been aroused before.”
    “Gods yes.” She could only imagine the pleasures that awaited her.
    “But first— Oh gods yes, you learn quickly how to please me.” Apparently Romulus liked it when she gave his ball sac a gentle squeeze, so she did it again. He rewarded her with a groan that came from deep in his muscular chest. “First, though, we will all pleasure each other, learn the joys to be found by touching, tasting…”
    “By joining us, sharing all the sensual pleasures granted to a man and his life companion,” Antonio concluded, his voice practically indistinguishable from that of her mate. He reached across Garnet’s belly and closed his fist over her hand on Romulus’ swollen cock. “You know, if I had been given a choice, I’d much rather have kept my Master to myself.”
    “Antonio has not yet discovered the pleasures of mating with a female,” Romulus said, leaning across Garnet and stroking his double’s cheek. “Relax, my perfectly submissive love. You’ll always come first in my affection.”
    We’ll just see about that . Garnet rolled onto her side and rubbed her body against Romulus, grasping his tight ass and drawing him closer. Surely he couldn’t prefer fucking this slave to having sex with her. She wouldn’t allow it. Neither would she permit the two of them to seduce her into abandoning her plan. Though it might be more difficult than she’d thought, she’d eventually enslave her mate. If she had to, she’d entice his life companion, too.
    “I’ll be an active partner in this ménage if you don’t mind,” Garnet said, raising her head off the pillow and insinuating herself between her mate and the man she thought of as his alter ego.
     
    Romulus’ deep roar of laughter at Garnet’s sudden burst of assertiveness rang in Antonio’s ears and made him terribly afraid—afraid his Master had already become enchanted by this pale, incredibly soft-skinned Obsidion woman. Antonio watched with horror as Romulus began to stroke her quivering breasts, her slick cunt, all the while murmuring words of admiration…of desire.
    Antonio’s cock grew harder. The unfamiliar scent of a female in heat mingled with the more familiar smells of aroused male. He felt hot, so hot, his senses aroused by the taste and feel of his Master. Of the woman, too. His breath came in hard bursts, and blood pounded at his temples.
    “Fuck her for me,”